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Well I never go visit my motherLike my father and my brother doI can't stand the constant trafficOn Belmont AvenueAnd the pious old men in their coats and beardsWho appear as if on cueFor a small donationThey'll say the mourner's prayer for youSome might say I've got a heart of stoneBut I think if that were trueI'd get along betterWith the dead than I doWell I never go visit my motherLike my father and my brother doI can't stand the constant trafficOn Belmont AvenueCopyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld Hydrogen Jukebox Music

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